Pokémon: Thunder Shatters the Darkness

The venue was suddenly silent, and the audience seats became more lively.

Countless flashes are flashing, and I don’t know how many mobile phones are tacitly recording this moment at the same time.

The young man looked at the young man with an uncertain expression, as if he had suddenly discovered something tricky.

half an hour.

A white light flashed, and two sturdy wolfhounds fell to the ground. They immediately leaped a few steps towards the boy and the young man, then bared their teeth and snored.

The referee on the side stared at the young man's neck, and even his breathing stopped when he saw the blood.

I didn't feel relieved until I realized that was all.

"……stop."

The referee raised his hands and turned serious: "Give me some face, and please give yourself a chance."

"Calm down everyone!"

The assistant referee took advantage of the situation and forced his limp legs to become firm, while hurriedly fulfilling his duties: "You are still young!"

"Correct."

The referee took a deep breath and said, "We are all young, we are all young. There is no need to be so brutal, right?"

"Stop now, stop!"

far away.

Several security guards were running towards this side happily, carrying explosion-proof steel forks and explosion-proof shields in their hands.

It can be seen that they were also quite frightened.

Qi Xu struggled to stand up from the ground.

Think for a moment.

As the young man lowered his eyes and retracted the golden light, the tip of the Cang Yan Blade Ghost's sword gradually moved away from Jiang Wutang's neck.

Jiang Wutang's face turned ashen, and he didn't care about the blood flowing down his neck. He just stared at the young man.

Sudden.

His right hand suddenly reached for his waist.

He pulled out a Poké Ball and was about to throw it towards the boy.

Seeing the Cang Yan Blade Ghost who had already turned and left, he turned around again as if he had eyes on his back.

At the same time, the sword tip pierced straight towards the young man, and there seemed to be no emotion in his cold eyes.

And through these eyes, Jiang Wutang seemed to see another short and chaotic figure.

next second.

The figure suddenly raised his head, and Jiang Wutang's pupils suddenly contracted.

An indescribable stream of trivial sounds instantly filled his brain, as if his soul was being squeezed and rounded, and a strong sense of nausea and fear twisted and intricately entangled together.

"vomit……"

He immediately doubled over and began to retch.

The Cang Yan Blade Ghost opened his eyes slightly, as if realizing something, and the sword immediately stopped moving forward.

Then he was silent for a moment and quickly returned to Yang Xiao.

After taking a thoughtful look at the Cang Yan Blade Ghost, Yang Xiao once again turned his gaze to Jiang Wutang who was still retching repeatedly.

After a pause, he suddenly pointed at the opponent and looked at the referee:

"He's still holding the Poké Ball in his hand. What was he trying to do?"

The referee ignored him and waved frantically at the security guards: "Hurry up!"

"Coming!"

Someone shouted loudly and walked over briskly with a steel fork in hand.

"……Pooh."

The young man who was bending over and vomiting had an increasingly ferocious expression on his face.

He raised his hand to wipe the saliva from his lips, and his eyes were bloodshot with anger.

This is definitely intentional.

This vomiting was definitely intentional by the Cang Yan Blade Ghost!

"Too deceiving!"

He raised his head suddenly, his expression distorted.

But before he could finish his words, a silver light suddenly flashed before his eyes.

"A flash of cold light comes first, and then the gun shoots out like a dragon."

next second.

The steel fork with a cold glow directly embraced the young man, and the distortion on the latter's face suddenly stopped for a moment.

What followed was a huge force that pushed the young man to the ground with his back facing up.

"I boil it!"

Qi Xu dusted himself off and raised the corner of his mouth: "Where did this brave man come from? He even dubbed himself?"

The venue was silent again, and this time the audience was silent too.

But it was soon replaced by the sound of shutter clicks.

...

VIP observation room.

Jiang Dongchao sat in the chair with an expressionless face, watching the scenes appearing on the screen.

The shareholder on the side breathed a sigh of relief: "Ha, you scared me."

"I thought there would be some trouble, but I didn't expect it to calm down in the end."

Done.

The shareholder closed his eyes in satisfaction and leaned back in his chair to relax.

The managers were still standing aside, most of them with their heads down, not daring to look anywhere.

But there were also a few people who were secretly looking at Jiang Dongchao's expression.

Why do I feel like the young master isn't very happy?

Count your breaths.

"call."

Jiang Dongchao exhaled, held on to both sides of the chair and stood up.

"It's okay. I'm fine."

His eyes flickered a few times, then he turned his head and stopped looking at the screen:

"Then let's continue as planned. Have Andre and his bounty team signed with the company?"

"Signed."

The old man replied respectfully: "He has agreed to your suggestion and will take the initiative to lose to Jiang Wutang. He will not defeat him, and it will never affect the subsequent plans."

"That's good."

Jiang Dongchao walked towards the door without stopping:

"Let the Publicity Department stabilize Jiang Wutang's situation, and let the Legal Department think of a way to prevent him from going to jail."

"He's very important now... invite him to dinner later."

When he said this, it was probably hard for anyone to believe that just five minutes ago, this man was preparing to portray Jiang Wutang as an enemy of the masses and the group.

"Yes."

The old man left right after him.

Only the shareholder sat quietly in the chair, with a look of worry gradually appearing between his brows.

Are you willing to take advantage of the benefits and use them as if they were your own?

Big brother.

Dong Chao is good enough and braver than you, and is a suitable successor.

but.

Whether this will be a blessing or a disaster in the future, I really can’t tell.

...

One steel fork arrives first, followed by three or five steel forks.

The young man was pinned to the ground like a wild beast. Despite his years of training, he was still unable to escape from the danger between the steel forks.

As for the Poké Balls on him, they were all shaking violently on the ground, but not a single one could come out.

Who says that except for a few special ones, bright silver-level Pokémon are unable to break free from the constraints of the Poké Ball?

"You ride on the horse..."

See this.

The young man's eyes widened, and he foamed at the mouth: "Let me go!"

"Humph."

The leading security guard smiled coldly and straightened his previously crooked hat.

He forced him to be strong, and the breeze was blowing on the hills.

He's just a trainer, isn't one fork enough?

"Click."

The sudden flash of light almost blinded the young man's eyes. When he came to his senses, he saw Yang Xiao calmly putting away his phone.

"you!"

“See you on the short video.”

Yang Xiao looked down at him and said calmly: "I don't think anything will happen to you, but I don't think I can let you off so easily."

"Didn't you ask me if I dared before?"

The young man suddenly smiled and said, "You came too late. It would have been better if you came half a year earlier."

"what?"

The young man frowned, his eyes full of indignation.

"But it's okay."

The boy did not answer him, but just said to himself: "Because social death is also death."

The young man's pupils trembled: "You..."

The boy turned and left.

"Come back, come back!"

"Damn it, come back here!"

“Come back!!!”